Young Adult

Chapter four - The art of the king

It's finally here, the day I can go home.

A week has passed in this place, the physical therapy was easy and I was able to leave earlier than the couple weeks they thought it would take me initially.

The air was fresh and tickled my nose as it blew by, "I'll bring the car around" Mr Reed walked over to the visitors parking.

We haven't really talked that much during this week, he had a business trip he put off for the days that I was in a coma and only came back yesterday. We had a couple weird interactions yesterday when my parents said that it would be better for me to live with my husband as they moved to England when I got accepted to Cambridge.

They said that living with him is the easiest way to trigger my memories as I was closest to him over the past six years.

Six years ... even when I look at my face in the mirror I still can't grasp the fact that I am 24, if only I hadn't gone to the club that night, none of this would've happened ...

"Addy" mom snapped me out of my trailing thoughts, I turned over to face her embrace
"if it's too hard living here you can always come back to England, just remember that your husband is also putting his all into your condition so don't get too frustrated at him - I know your teenage personality will probably crash with his a lot. Just hold out as long as you can, he's a great guy."

Moms words gave me some consolidation, but I don't know how adults handle their feelings, I guess I'll just try my best to regain my memories for now.

Mr reed's car pulled up to the reception, my parents gave me a final hug before I got into the passenger seat of his Range Rover.

I tapped my fingers against the passenger window, the drive was two hours long as my accident was in Bakersfield not Los Angeles, but no one can tell me why I was up there.

"Do you mind not tapping, its distracting" I pulled my hand away instantly without even thinking.

"I just realised I don't know your first name, I've just been calling you mr Reed for this past week." I leaned over closer to him, "it's Ezra" Ezra ... it's a nice name, but I feel like I've heard it before.

"Why did we move to LA from London?" I asked brushing past the name thing, "I opened a branch of my company over here and we both wanted to move over here."

I moved back into the center of my seat "I did? I actually said that I wanted to move to LA?" I asked in shock, Mr Reed nodded his head in confusion "why? Do you not like Los Angeles?"

I slouched back "it's not that I don't like it but it's for homeless hipsters, the weathers not bad but everyone acts like a celebrity. I tell them that I only cared if they were Donna Karen or Alan Fletcher, but they kept saying how they were on an episode of greys anatomy or whatever."

Mr Reed smirked before regaining his composure "sorry, actually your mother sent us one of your old diaries when she was cleaning out your old house. I never realised that you were that person in that book until right now."

I huffed, "was I really that different to how I am now?" He thought about it for a second for nodding "I think that this is the first time we've actually talked since you woke up but even your mannerisms are so different, you're normally really shy and not opinionated."

I frowned "is that the type of girls you're in to" he turned bright red "that's not why I fell for you, wait not for you, wait yes you ... I mean that before you lost your memories I began to like you because you were selfless and amazing."

I pouted "I sound like the main character in a teen romance book".

The car was quiet for a minute before Mr Reed began to talk "about your diary, can I ask you what the Stacy McCartney incident was? You didn't go into detail about it just what happened afterwards and I was always interested about it."

I giggled "that was one of my better moments, in junior year Stacy was annoying Lily because she couldn't pick on me that Todd Monegro had a crush on me even though he was her crush, so one night I asked my friend Charlotte to throw a party as her parents were out and I make sure that Todd and Stacy come over. So I made sure to flirt with Todd whenever she was in the room, obviously she was pissed and then I let her talk to Todd pretending to leave him alone, they began to talk and to make me 'jealous' she slept with Todd - she didn't actually have a crush on him she just wanted him to like her because she thought that I was some power move against me.
What she didn't know is that Todd is disgusting  and had chlamydia at that point, of course she caught it and I sent a video of that night of her and Todd making out and Stacy partying to her parents, and with the positive std result her parents shipped her off to live at a bible camp."

Mr Reed froze for a couple minutes before sighing "you definitely are different, did you know that Todd had an std before you basically tricked Stacy into sleeping with him?"

I shrugged "he's disgusting, I was only planning on the party picture blackmail but after bible camp she went to study at a convent in Switzerland and had professional help so I'm sure she's fine now. Still she deserved it."

Mr Reed seemed to be taking in my personality before moving on to his next query "oh that was my other question, who's Lily? You talked about her a lot in your diary but I've never met her, is she a close friend?"

I shrunk back in my seat, "lily..." my heart sunk at her name "she's my sister, or that she's my cousin. Her parents died in a house fire when she was young and my parents decided to adopt her, she's a year younger than me so we were always close like real siblings. But we had a big fight before my graduation so I guess she probably wants nothing to do with me anymore."

"Why? Did you pull a stunt on her?" I shook my head at his words, but I guess I might as well have. "Not on purpose, my mom married into a rich family, so when lily moved in with us she went to the same school as me and my brother. However she didn't have rich blood and people found her an easy target when they wanted to annoy me as they obviously couldn't do it to my face, my father was a major shareholder in all of their father's businesses and could bankrupt them. So a month before my graduation I asked some of my boy friends in the year below to watch out for her when I couldn't next year and because of this some of the girls bullied her because they liked the boys and didn't want their attention on her, so the week before my graduation she got really angry at me for making her a target. She probably wants nothing to do with me now and I wouldn't blame her." I sighed once more.

Mr Reed patted my back, the best he could do to comfort me whilst driving, we were entering LA now so I only had to sit in this awkward atmosphere for a bit longer.

I huffed and sucked my cringe up. "How did we meet then?" I asked Mr Reed as we entered off of the highway to Calabasas.

"You applied for an internship at my company, it was our first year taking interns and we were looking for graduates not first year students, so I rejected you. But my company went through I think around eight similar interns, and they all quit after a couple days. So I interviewed you again and you said that you needed this job to be able to work here after graduating, I agreed and you worked harder than any of my other employees. I started to grow feelings for you then, but we started dating after you graduate and landed a job so it didn't look like favouritism, we married after two years."

I nodded taking it all in, "by the way what do you do? I mean what do I do for work?" My smiled as we entered a gated neighbourhood.

"I own a graphic design company, it's doing pretty successfully now but you might not have heard of it six years ago. You're a designer at King Designs." He smiled as we pulled into the driveway of his, I mean our, mansion.

I went bright red ... Ezra Reed, CEO of King Designs. Aka the company I always wanted to work at and the man I thought that I'd marry at 18 ... what is happening!